“I don’t know what life is like without cannabis, I hear there is such a thing.”

If you don’t have a plan, you become part of somebody else’s plan.

Alcoholism isn’t a disease. It’s a failure of self-image.

Claim your place in the sun and go forward into the light. The tools are there; the path is known; you simply have to turn your back on a culture that has gone sterile and dead, and get with the programme of a living world and a re-empowerment of the imagination.

The artist’s task is to save the soul of mankind; and anything less is a dithering while Rome burns. Because of the artists, who are self-selected, for being able to journey into the Other, if the artists cannot find the way, then the way cannot be found.

It is not easy to measure the ocean, but we can be measured by it, confront it, and be in it.

You are a divine being. You matter, you count. You come from realms of unimaginable power and light, and you will return to those realms.

Who is to say what is real and what is not?’Real’ is a distinction of a naïve mind.

I don’t believe consciousness is generated in the brain any more than television programs are made inside my TV. The box is too small.

One thing that these Buddhists have certainly gotten right is that attention to attention is the key to taking control of your mental life.

We have to recognize that the world is not something sculptured and finished, which we as perceivers walk through like patrons in a museum; the world is something we make through the act of perception.

I think ideology is toxic, all ideology. It’s not that there are good ones and bad ones. All ideology is toxic, because ideology is a kind of insult to the gift of human free thinking.

What we call reality is in fact nothing more than a culturally sanctioned and linguistically reinforced hallucination.

These allies are the hallucinogenic plants and the mysterious teaching entities, luminous and transcendental, that reside in that nearby dimension of ecstatic beauty and understanding that we have denied until it is now nearly too late.

There is no liberation to compare with freeing oneself from the illusions and delusions of the age in which one lives.

The absurdity of that assertion would be self-evident, but in our case we make an exception.

The Imagination is the golden pathway to everywhere.